Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 689

On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

her big brother’s grumbling and lovingly

she coaxed her sickly brother, “Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re really fascinating.

curiosity danced in

and Gwendolyn exchanged a look. Cedrick’s gaze seemed to convey a message without words as he

from the bedside table. Flipping through the pages, she began her

every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling.

bedroom of Harrick Villa, an aura of warmth

as Gwendolyn was surrounded by

prince at the grand ball, got married, and had two adorable little babies. They were never apart again and lived happily ever

finished narrating the story, the main bedroom was filled with soft and regular breathing as everyone drifted off to

glow of the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the

lingered on their peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating on

a gentle flick, she switched off the lamp,

Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how Zendaya managed to stir up

as an opportunity to spread

were extremely insulting and went far

caught wind of the situation, he swiftly contained the news and even

Cloudington Group incurred

is like a clear warning to our family. You

half-asleep, was utterly

I offended Cedrick? When was this? How could I possibly offend him when

was seething with anger, feeling like a storm of frustration was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t hold back from scolding

about the collaboration cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly holding back his anger. When I asked him why, he told me to ask my

from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How could I possibly have offended him?”

she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We need to

“Okay.”

Jessamyn got out of bed, stepped onto the carpet, and, with a pat on her face, started to recount the events of the previous day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly

time in jail, but he’s now also playing around with a mistress, and get this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a date with me, probably hoping I’d legitimize his illegitimate child and allow her to bear my name as her

and lashed out at her a bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I didn’t give enough money, as no juicy Newton Group scandals made headlines from last night until this morning. I guess the plan didn’t work out. I swear I

trying to make sense of Jessamyn’s

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